Human ladder

Wen Yan didn't wait for Lu Congqi's reply, knowing that he should be studying the test papers at the moment.

He has no intention of getting in touch with the people around him, as if there is a cockroach on his body, which makes him suddenly dangerous and sensitive.

Just as he was about to put down his phone and go to sleep, a message popped up suddenly. It was an unfamiliar number with only four words: meet and discuss in detail.

Wen Yan stared at those four words for a while, and finally turned off the phone, but couldn't sleep all night.

He knew it was because he was afraid, but he also knew that there was no arrow to turn back when he opened the bow, and he could not go back.

There was darkness all around, maybe it was too dark, Wen Yan faced the wall for a while and forgot that his eyes were open, he blinked, suddenly and endlessly afraid of the darkness in front of him.

It's like having a nightmare while awake, always looking forward to waking up.

The next day, when the wake-up bell rang for the whole school at 05:30 in the morning, Wen Yan was relieved than anyone else. He sat up energetically and found that this was the first time he had caught up with morning reading since he was in high school.

Most people in high school were forced to rush to the classroom by the teacher. Wen Yan had never woken up so early since he was in high school, so it was very novel to rush here.

What made him even more curious was that Bobo knew the virtues of the people in the class he led, but he was still sitting on the podium with a thermos cup in his early class and waited.

He was blowing the floating leaves in the cup at the moment, when he looked up, he saw Wen Yan coming in from the back door, sitting on the seat and staring at Wang Bo.

Wang Bo didn't pay attention, choked and coughed several times, his expression looked like he had seen a ghost.

Wen Yan: "You are busy with your own business, so don't bother with me."

Wang Bo managed to calm down and asked, "Where are the others?"

"Asleep, do you want to call?"

As soon as Wang Bo saw that even Wen Yan could get up, the others must be saved, so he quickly tightened the vacuum flask to perform his sex service.

The people in the other classes outside were almost all there. The head teachers of each class stood outside the classroom to catch the latecomers, and the latecomers on the stairs stared at a nest of bird heads and ran hard.

Only then did Wen Yan feel that he was very far away from this kind of high school life.

So far, if his high school is written as a memoir, it must not resonate with most people.

Only the girl who turned around was left in the classroom. I heard it was Yu Meng. Wen Yan didn't know what the girl looked like until now, so he finally became interested and shouted at the back: "Hey -"

The mosquito-like endorsement sound paused for a moment.

Wen Yan knew that she heard it, so he asked, "Can you pass the monthly exam next week?"

Every exam will undergo a big change according to the ranking, this is also an opportunity for Yu Meng.

Wen Yan didn't expect that, Yu Meng shook his head and couldn't help but wonder: "Why? How much does it affect your study here?"

"He can't destroy me."

"what?"

The girl's voice was really too low, like an exhortation, speaking like this, it seemed that Wen Yan was very fierce, and Wen Yan was always afraid that the loud voice would scare her.

"I'm going to prove to him that even if he throws me in a pile of mud, even if he wants to destroy me in this way...I'm going to tell him that he can't destroy me."

Wen Yan often goes to Lu Congqi's class, so he naturally knows how big the gap between the two classes is.

To what extent does the environment affect people?

He had never done this experiment, and he didn't realize the seriousness of this matter for a moment, so he nodded indifferently to show that he knew.

But I didn't expect Yu Meng to be more energetic than ever, as if to encourage himself, the more he talked, the more excited he became.

"So what if he deliberately transferred me to this class? What about the worst class in the school? There is no one around to study, so I will study alone, without a good teacher, at worst I will ask myself..."

What about being in the mud?

Not the best so what?

So what about obscurity?

Wen Yan's hand supporting his chin was not stable, and he almost bit his tongue. Now Wang Bo is driving the sleepy walking dead 'zombies' into the classroom like a sheep, and said to them earnestly: "I've come to the classroom now. You can't die after reading a book for a while. You didn't take the exam for me."

The 'zombies' were all sitting in the classroom with bewildered faces who had been fighting all night until they were suddenly picked up from their graves.

He Zhang rubbed his eyes, seeing that he could see the spirited Wen Yan in the classroom one day, he yawned and said, "I said I must be dreaming, and Wen Yan was there in the morning reading? Go to sleep, go to sleep." ..."

Wen Yan didn't hear Yu Meng's answer, and her words kept circling in his mind.

It was as if a bell that had been disused for a long time suddenly rang, and the sound continued for a long time, stretching in all directions in that piece of wasteland, shocking the dejected creatures there trembling.

He stared at the girl's back, watched her stand up from her seat, and carried the book to the corridor outside to endorse it.

It is windy and cold outside, but it can resist drowsiness very well. The morning light is not yet out, and the corridor only has a white light path. Through a window, Wen Yan can't understand what Yu Meng is carrying. The flushed face was exposed under Wen Yan's sight.

Eyes met, Yu Meng turned away first.

Some people can't match the level of effort alone.

His mind was full of chaos, coupled with a night of insomnia, after all, Wen Yanquan was able to catch up on sleep in class. Wen Yan fell asleep until the last period of the morning. Tilting his head, Yuu opened his eyes.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, Wen Yan answered the phone without saying a word, his head was still lying on the table, and he covered the mobile phone to his ears without speaking.

"Okay."

Wen Yan hung up the phone and stood up from his seat.

The teacher was not surprised, and He Zhang, who was sitting next to Wen Yan, was playing games with his mobile phone and asked without raising his head, "Where are we going?"

"Go out and talk to Lu Congqi."

"What should Zhou Quan do when he comes to check?" Seeing that the outcome had been decided, He Zhang put down his phone and looked up.

"Just say what you want? If I don't skip class one day, will it still be me?"

"..."

He Zhang thought about the toothache, and it seemed that this was the truth, so he waved his hand immediately: "Go away."

Wen Yanqing jumped down from the broken wall at the back door, and Xiao Jia, who had been waiting for a long time at the back door, came out from the corner with a group of younger brothers: "Yo? Brother Wen, you didn't bring yourself people?"

The last time he met Wen Yan, the light was dim and he only had a quick glance, so no one could see what the other person looked like.

Now that the sky was bright and the sun was shining, Wen Yan looked Xiao Jia up and down politely, snorted, and said with a smile: "Where did you dye your hair? Those few red ones look pretty."

Xiao Jia seems to be a non-mainstream person who has not passed the second stage of middle school. He wears thin clothes in cold weather. I don’t know if it’s because he also takes drugs. He has high cheekbones and deep eye sockets. When he looks at people, he is cold and unscrupulous.

"Hey." Xiao Jia pulled his hair: "Just do it casually. Just you?"

Wen Yan really didn't like this Xiao Jia, so he said angrily: "It's not a group fight, why do you need so many people?"

Immediately afterwards, he looked around at the people around him, and asked Xiao Jia, "Or do you want to do something?"

Xiao Jia was really afraid of this big brother who wanted to punch him in a few words, and quickly waved his hands and said: "No, no, how can you? You are in school now, and you don't understand the dangers of society. But for us, making money is important, just open your eyes." If you can see the past with your eyes closed, who can cooperate with you and gather crowds to fight and cause trouble for yourself?"

This is not true.

Wen Yan rode on the motorcycle and talked to Xiao Jia through the helmet: "Don't you want to see it? Follow closely."

"No...how did you find it?"

"Mu Jiangqun often does this kind of work in this area. It's not like no one knows who he usually does with when he comes out to mess around."

Wen Yan twisted the accelerator, closed the visor of the helmet, and said with a sneer, "They're all rats in the gutter, do you need to look for them?"

Originally, Xiao Jia thought that Wen Yan would just find a nightclub and ask someone like 'mother' inside to help with the thread. This is also the way they usually look for, but he didn't expect Wen Yan to lead them directly to the kitchen of a hotel. At the back door passage.

This hotel can be regarded as a star hotel. The back door passage is quiet, and only a single motorcycle can barely enter the trail.

Xiao Jia looked around and knew that this had actually exceeded their sphere of influence, so he didn't dare to act rashly for a while, but he couldn't help asking: "Are you meeting here?"

"Ah."

Wen Yan stopped the car, held the helmet and glanced at Xiao Jia, without the slightest smile in his eyes: "Hurry up if you want to record or take pictures."

Xiao Jia didn't see any embarrassment and smiled at Wen Yan flatteringly, and quickly gave way to Wen Yan: "You go in first."

Originally, for them, it was just like an ordinary buying and selling business, paying the money and delivering the goods, nothing special, but it was a bit dangerous.

But it was different for Wen Yan, he knew what this step meant.

Stepping in at this step, it is impossible to come out glamorously.

Wen Yan didn't know what the final result of Mu Jiangqun would be. He just walked in, and he rushed to follow in his footsteps.

At noon, the hotel kitchen was at its peak, and many hotel workers came in and out to take out the garbage.

The towering buildings stand in rows and point straight to the sky, and only this alley less than five meters wide is left between the two towering buildings.

The smell of rotten food wafted over, Xiao Jia waved his hand behind him impatiently, and opened his mouth to ask Wen Yan, but Wen Yan was caught off guard and made a gesture to Xiao Jia, followed by a person walking from the other end of the alley.

The person who came was wearing a leg-length black windbreaker and sunglasses. As he approached, he said, "Why did you choose such a place, courier?"

This person has an outstanding temperament and is also tall. Standing in the backlight, as soon as he saw them, he took off his glasses, revealing a pair of alert eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't know what he saw, his eyes suddenly became cold and angry, and he walked quickly towards them.

"The limelight is tight recently, I'll come here for him..."

Wen Yan blocked Xiao Jia's sight, walked up quickly, and stopped the other person's footsteps coming towards him.

As if to let the visitor see himself clearly, Wen Yan tilted his head on purpose, and said to the visitor: "It doesn't matter who comes here," and then Wen Yan deliberately lowered his voice: "Do you think so, Lao Jin—"